Loving Nicole (Savage Brothers MC #3)(15)

“Hold up!” I shout. Slowly the brothers stop shooting. “Follow those f*ckers. If they get away I’m going to make sure heads roll!” I stand, helping Nicole to her feet. “Mama, I’m going to go find out who the f*ck that was. Are you okay? The baby?”

“We’re fine, Dragon,” she whispers shakily, the side of her face covered with sand and there are tears in her eyes. I bend down and kiss her hard, taking her taste inside of me, because I need it. She’s my air. The reason I live.

“Bull, protect the women and get them back to the compound.”

“Yeah, alright Drag,” Bull says, but something in his tone grabs me. I don’t have time to address it. “Dance, Crush, you’re with me.”

*

I’m f*cking tired. It’s been hours. We followed the f*ckers and found the truck abandoned at the base of one of the hiking trails through the Daniel Boone National Forest. Crush and I managed to grab one of the f*ckers, but the other one or two (I can’t even be sure how f*cking many there were) managed to get away.

We brought weasel back to the cabin for interrogation. It didn’t take long. He sang like a f*cking canary. Weak-ass, sniveling son of a bitch. I would probably have been doing him a favor if I had ended him, but I didn’t. We have plans for him.

I slam into the front doors of the compound and I’m pissed for many reasons. Bull looks up at me and his face goes tight.

“What’s up?”

“Crush and Dance will fill you in. Where’s my woman?”

“She was feeling bad, went to lay down.”

“Thanks, man. Church meeting in two hours.”

Bull nods, and I’m preoccupied, but I see something flash in his eyes. I should stop and ask what the f*ck is going on, but I can’t. I put it on my list. I know Bull is dealing with shit. His voice is ragged and hoarse, he has a scar on his neck and his body is weaker. Rehab helped some, but he’s having issues. I need to be there for him, but I just don’t have the time right now. I put it on the back burner and go to find my woman.

She’s lying on the bed, but she’s not asleep. She’s wide awake, staring at the door, with those same damn tears in her eyes.

“Mama, we need to talk,” I close the door behind me and lean on it, waiting.

“I don’t think we do. It’s done now.”

“Done? Nicole, what the f*ck are you talking about? It’s not done. I’ve just spent the last hour interrogating some jerk to find out that there’s a freaking lunatic out there gunning for my woman and Dani, because it seems Dani was married to the f*cker and ran out on him f*cking five years ago! How do I not know this, Nicole? How could you not tell me about this?”

“Wasn’t my secret to tell, Dani has a right to her privacy, Dragon—even from you,” she says getting up.

“She is married, Nicole. To a rich-ass lunatic who thought she was dead. She stole five hundred grand off of him. You had to know he’d never give up trying to find his damn money. You had to know he’d eventually hunt you down for answers!”

“He had no reason to. He had no idea that Dani and I were still in touch. We covered our bases damn good,” she says calmly. I swear if the woman didn’t own my soul I would be tempted to slap some sense into her.

Covered their bases? What the f*ck? She’s an amateur trying to take on the big boys. I had Freak research this Michael Kavanagh. What I found out still f*cking leaves me with chills just thinking what someone like that would do to Nicole. I don’t want my woman anywhere around this f*cker. I do not want her in his line of fire.

I look at her like I have no idea who she is, because honest to God, I don’t right now.

“Well guess what Nicole, it appears he plays connect the f*cking dots pretty damn good because he found not only Dani, he’s found you and the club, too. All because you and Dani were too stupid to give me a heads up.”

She steps back like I slapped her. I realize I didn’t say it right, but I’m f*cking pissed. I step away from the door and come closer to her.

“Damn it, you should have told me! We’re supposed to share this shit, we’re a team.”

“Don’t you pull that crap, Dragon. There’s a whole shitload of stuff you don’t share with me.”

“Club business only—I have to keep that between me and the boys. You’ve been around long enough to know how that goes. Don’t start crying about it now, just because you f*cked up.”

I know that’s a f*cked up way to put it. Shit. I can tell by the way her blue eyes glitter with so much anger that this is going from bad to worse in a hurry. I just can’t get a handle on it. She’s left me feeling betrayed. Still, the look in her eyes hurts me. Has my woman ever looked at me like that?

“Club business. How f*cking convenient. Newsflash Dragon, Dani is my girl and our business is just that, our business. I didn’t f*ck up shit, you’re just being a self-righteous prick.”

“We’re having a baby. We’re getting married in a few f*cking days and you say this crap to me?”

“Yeah, well I don’t see that happening.”

“The f*ck you say, woman, I’ve about gone my limit with your ass.”

“That’s good Dragon, because I think I’ve done the same with yours.” She growls as she stomps away from me.